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So, check it—I’m rollin’ thru the streets, late night, thinkin’ ‘bout how people cop what they crave. Prostitutes? It’s supply, demand, straight economics, yo! You got dudes out here thirsty, lonely, tryna fill a void—makes me mad, tho! Society’s so fake, judgin’ ‘em, but who’s real? Ain’t nobody perfect! I’m like, “Yo, let’s flip this—why’s it gotta be shame?” Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had brothels legal—fun fact, they found graffiti in Pompeii, dudes braggin’ ‘bout who they smashed. Wild, right?

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I cant even explain the vibe here – it's grungy, edgy, and a lil messy (kinda like my desk). The streets aren’t perfect; they’re rough with history and smudged with raw emotions. And oh man, the local pub on L’Insolent is a riot! I once spilled a drink mid-session with a particularly chatty client, and guess what? The bartender winked like, "that's what makes life fun." True story.

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